After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Better Lift
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Today I felt like starting
fw
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
your feed looks like my tumblr
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
we can only engage in such a way
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
lol
send your tumblr
i really havent
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lol yea
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.